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Look how pretty she is when she falls down, now there's no beauty in bleeding mascara,her lips are quivering like a withering rose
I was alive once upon a time... I could feel more than the emptiness inside myself... and taste more than the bitterness of the air filled with lies that floats around me... once upon a time I was more than nothing...I look in a mirror and all i can see is the reflection of someone i am not someone i don't know... is this a beginning or an end to sad story that never should have been written...
Who becomes empty inside those thoughts of nothingness
a ship sailing past the shore to dock in a place never been before
the lack of time soils the tingling warmth of the sun
Today is shorter than yesterday and growing shorter tomorrow
The burden of being the captain of a sinking ship
a time of despair
the life rafts not here for your safety but to unsure your demise
the crashing waves weaken the vessel
dazed... stuck in the moment of the thoughts of yesteryear
eating away at you, your character flaws
you could have done more you could have done better
the final crash the only thought...wasted on the petty thoughts of things you never intended to be
C.S
